E Pluribus, Unum
Title: E Pluribus, Unum
Author: watersandwilds
Theme: Pierce
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13; some violence, and a little bloodshed
Words: 300
Summary: CU. Kagome becomes whole (in a sense).
Notes: 'E Pluribus, Unum' means 'from many, one' (and is in keeping with my Latin titles for this series :D). This follows from In Memoriam and Spiritus Mundi, so you may wish to re-read those first. Originally written for dokuga-contest where it placed first.
Banner by forthrightly the Magnificent. ;)
She stood, clad only in her pyjamas and muddy bunny slippers, shivering with the cold. The large, dark doors to the museum were closed before her. She couldn’t clearly recall walking all the way there, and that terrified her more than anything.
Her heart raced, and, from somewhere deep within the building, a matching thrum answered her beat for beat. She felt her stomach twist in fear, and she clutched her shaking hands closer to her body, falling roughly to her knees.
The sound of breaking glass made her jump and let out a screech of fear, and she instinctively raised her arms above her head, protecting herself from the shower of glass that rained down on her. She let out a cry as a piece nicked her arm, and she felt the warm stickiness of blood against her skin.
All concern about her arm vanished, however, as she caught a glint of quickly moving steel and Tenseiga embedded itself firmly in her chest.
I’m dead, she thought hysterically, looking down at the sword sticking out between her ribs.
And then she felt it… A small tingle at the back of her mind that let Kagome know she was no longer alone.
Tenseiga gave a contented thrum and she felt it in her bones, resonating within every fibre of her being. Whole.
Could it be… Kikyou? Her eyes widened in surprise. She felt whole again, like she was in possession of a complete soul. But that was impossible - how could Kikyou’s soul, her soul, have come to her here, and now? And what did Tenseiga have to do with it?
She stilled suddenly, fear trickling like cold water down her spine, as she heard a low, familiar voice echo quietly in the back of her mind. “Guess again, Miko…”
Sesshoumaru?!